hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have - but I have it.
If there’s six days between Christmas and New Years, then doesn’t that leave you six days to do whatever the hell you want…?
Look, it’s me, your old pal MITHREINDEER.
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Someone: oh how was your Christmas?
So I got a yoga mat for christmas from a sibling since, ya know, dance teacher, and they were jokingly like “look at her, I bet she’s got abs!”
And i rolled up my shirt to show my abs (they’re not much, only the side ridges and the top two are visible) and they. were. shocked.
Especially considering the fact that i had, thirty minutes prior, eaten well over half of my stockings’ chocolate.
And honestly, I’m still shocked that my abs didn’t fling themselves from this plane of existence at the very sight of my greedy ass shoveling chocolate into my face like a Midwesterner shoveling snow
🎵 He’s making a list 🎵
🎵 he’s checking it twice 🎵
🎵 he’s gonna find out who’s naughty 📖 or nice ⭐️ 🎵
Suck it up fat man
Jimmy didn’t get what he wanted this Christmas